"I have been a bit nostalgic of late, missing the call of battle. The joy of Battlearmor against my flesh. The feel of victory and the pule of pure excitement that runs though my veins As I rip the armor from a Omnimech with my hands. To long have I stayed from the path of Kerensky, to long have I felt the joy of battle, to long have I waited with no trails, no battles , denying myself honor and my clan bondsmen

So I call to you warriors one and all brethren of battle, children of war to step forward and name Thy self. Clansmen, Servant of the corrupt Houses or honor less mercenary. Step forward and be named."

Zigel makes his way though the crowed streets of Sigel this pre-peek. Kratos walks at his side taking in the morning feel of the city.He made his way to the Skull and Scepter, A blood didn't have many friends he could depend on really. Life had taut the tifling that. Him and Nightwind went back a ways and be nice to see him again besides it seemed he needed a friend right now.

After reading the note Zigel goes back down stairs for his breakfast.After that and a good smoke he head back upstairs to look into the magic items from the nights little adventure. He has a long day ahead he thinks "ah well I'll do me work and get some sleep, spells to prepare there after,then time to pay a call to an old blood in the marrow."

Zigel's gonna use apprise untrained. then he's off to bed then to chose he spells...kinda like a day of downtime..just need to know how many rolls I need to make.

He looks down to his blood coved and chard clothing and takes the letter

"Need to freshen up a bit lass,fresh change o cloths do me a world of good.I will take some of that graevn sausage and milk briskets of yours in a bit.I'll be back after a change and a fast bath.Be a dear a fetch Kratos some roasted meat and some water will ya he eared it last eve."

He makes his ways up stairs leaving kratos trailing bess . Once in his room he cleans himself,and changes cloths.He then stores the items from last eves fun in a chest to be looked over later. Then he settles into a chair as he reads his letter.

Zigel lets the goblins go been enough fun for one nite and he was tired and feeling the weight of his sack full of loot there was much to look into to night..."I wounder if eir got her prisoner talking yet" ah well so much to do he thinks as he fades into the crowd.

Zigel sends kratos up on point the bullhound knows something is wrong so know he acts as scout. Meanwhile zigel mentelly goes over what spells he has left and prepares foor an ambush he knows is outthere

" Cutters that box is a bad ,bad ideal...don't want the hard heads landing on us....I would drop it.We's still gots to slide though the chaulk bloods....need to stay light may need to scatter...kratos feels something bad."

attack with ray [url=http://invisiblecastle.com/roller/view/1608147/]19+3
and damage 5+1=6
spell info
1d6 fire +
The target
must also make a Refl ex save or catch
fi re, taking 1d6 points of fi re damage
each round until the fl ames are put
out (requiring a DC 15 Refl ex save; see
Catching on Fire,

effect The
target must also make a Reflex save
or be frozen to the ground with its
feet encased in ice. A frozen creature
cannot move, receives no Dexterity
bonus to AC, and incurs a –2 penalty
on attack rolls.
A frozen creature can free itself with
a DC 18 Strength check or by dealing
15 points of damage to the ice

Seating at his booth zigel begins to chant and gesture in odd symtrcal motions fingers bent on odd shapes and angles. His chat ends with a sharp rasp. Across the room the table the goblins are at erupts it a storm of snowballs covering the goblins round the table with there unnatural cold.

"Kratos get'em"

yep fun area D-11 is the center. Snowball is a 10'burst centered on D-11 so it should hits c,d,e-10-12 If I am wrong let me know don't use maps much so am rusty. They do get a reflex save for half. And my damage is 3+5+1=9

Zigel takes a moment to think he wants nothing better to freeze the goblins face in ice. However a fight this close to there strong hold is not a good ideal and he hasn't seen the others yet. Zigel puts a easy smile on his face.

"No offense ment, just looking fo' a trollop and a bit of entertainment this anti peak cutter." Zigle straightens his cloths and nods toward the goblins giving hand sigels to Kratos "On my way I am no need fo' any of that take my hunting elsewhere I's will "

He makes his exit from the ally keeping close though kratos."That basher will soon be in the deadbook" he thinks to himself as he takes comfort in the cold flowing though his hands.

"Cutter no one will morn a few doomguard. We can do it your way or both and have the Doomgaurd fix are gobo issue for us. either way goodtimes. HUMM them two haven't seen em they were still out we we left."

He thinks to himself for a bit then looks to geep

" Your call cutter how ya want to do this? Dead doomguard or goblins it ends in the deadbook either way, do matter much to me which one long as its not one of us A''

" Indeed ,seems there wll armed and alert, we need the others and a plan or were end up bobed or in the deadbook for su' cutter. I's say we cut back and see what darks the others have found. plan a proper raid and find just were swift went."

"ya did fine lass,not in the dead book ya didn't get peeled. ya did spill some chant , and rattled the bonebox a bit but all in all ya did good."

Zigel sits back as the smoke from his pipe fills the area. he look in thought for a bit

"Cutter the cage isn't were ya are from ,its a beast unto itself. You'll learn in time what chants to spill and what darks to bury deep. Most folks see ya as a clueless basher and well ya are, however as long as ya don't get bobed or pelled of som'thing like that you'll do fine."

He glance to the young confused tifling and puffs on his pipe a bit

"Stick around lass and we'll make a proper blood out of ya in time. Besides ya cute when ya rattleing the bonebox like that. And if ya a needing to talk with a cleric we can find ya one in the cage simple."

glancing at karrin and chuckling "our basher friend here has much to learn about rattiling her bone box,but we also have a place to divy items for some extra jink and there keep it dark. have the others returned yet ?"

Zigel basked in the crowd as they made there ways back to the HQ sigil really was the hub of everything it seemed. He looked over at karrin as they pushed though the crowds and wondered to himself " just how AM I gonna keep the cutter from getting in the dead book? Rattling here bonebox like that leatherheaded clueless. Oh well " He thinks as they walk along with the crowd

Marion smiles at Zigel, taking him for a blood rather than a Clueless. She leans into him and whispers so that Karrin can't hear.

"Yeh got ta lann yer lemon friend here the straight chant cutter. She can't go rattlin' her bonebox at every sod she meets looking fer the dark o' things. She'll end up bobbed, peeled, brainsnatched and humpin' in a two-Green crib in the Hive if yeh don't square her away. Can't let a fresh-faced Prime walk around like that, even with that soddin' big axe."

The two of you discuss prices

OK ... the heavy oil lotion is five GP a bottle (one days' protection from effects (actually a +2 bonus on saving throws).

The treated cotton and leather gear is 250 GP a person, but gives a +5 on saving throws, which can be stacked with the lotion.

Goggles are 20 GP each, and don't offer a saving throw bonus, but will keep salt from getting in your eyes and blinding you.

The amulets are 1,000 GP each, but you don't have to roll a saving throw while wearing them (they counteract the enervation completely)

"We'll cutter i'm trying keeping that one out of the deadbook is about like peeling a power...it can be done..maybe."

well we got a 200 gp limit so we;ll be taking the lotion and the goggles for everyone

"So my good Prime, what exactly are yeh fishing fer? I got no chant on Salt, or any cutters who rattled their bonebox about Salt anywhere near my earholes. All I know is that yeh stay on Salt too long yeh BECOME salt. That's why a body should get some protection, less yeh want to end up as jerky."

Zigel's ears picks up from browsing the items he had long ago given up any hope the shop keep knew anything useful to them. He smiles to himself as he hears karrin go on and on about selling back gear blunt cutter she was. fainly he walks back over to the shop keep and karrin

"we'll take there gear,and should someone have a loose bonebox we'll willing to pay for what chant ya have there too. As for staying in salt ..ahug barmy swig that is. Addle cove goblin's and all. The lass has it right about selling ya gear and if ya bar ya bonebox about ever seeing us this peck we got a little extra jink to send ya way.."